Offtune Oaks

Cold, hard, and dim I was, when I tucked myself deeply in somewhere cold, hard and dim.

Dust covered me gently as I slowly went to sleep.

I am but one of many.

One to be forgotten. Out of sight, out of mind, out of touch.

And there I lay.

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It started with a thud. Some murmur. A rumble.  Annoying creaks dragged their prolonged wailings into my slumbering consciousness. if I had any motion of strength in me, I would have rolled over, plopped my head side on the floor, and sealed out the noise. Hours? passed as I drifted in and out, blurring the dulling reality of incessant bustling with dreams of clanking hammers belting moments of my conception. I cannot conceive the force that was put into this.

A crack of sunlight shoots through the parlor, animating quiet dust kicked off into the air by steady beatings of swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. I barely blinked when a prickly, gnarling apparatus shot out from no where and hurled me horizontally towards the leg of a closet. Clank. All motions stopped. The room was eerily silent for a second.

I hear a faint giggle, a sigh of relief.

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Anticipation and delusion are inevitable choices during waiting. One calls on God, who slowly works in me to comprehend the fullness of reality. The other lugs me unknowingly into slothfulness with aimless ripples of ecstasy and despair. It is in weak days like these that I realize

that I need God because he clears my vision. I have no capacity on my own to comprehend and love and walk with you as the person you are created to be. Isn’t this what we are seeking for during waiting? A deeper knowledge and preparation to greet what we are choosing into, or opting out of, trusting that whatever the outcome is, God orchestrates because He knows us and loves us in ways we can never care to imagine?

On some days I hate the slow, painful process of waiting. Today is a day. But , reminded by the wise dude (take a shot every time he says ‘wait’), Waiting forces us to need God.

To delusions, who lead people astray: Therefore it shall be night to you, without vision, and darkness to you, without divination. (Micah 3:6)

A prophesy about Jesus (Luke 4:17):

17 And the scroll of the prophet Isaiah was given to him. He unrolled the scroll and found the place where it was written,